Zhou Hong saw his wife and could no longer suppress his anger, but he also knew now was not the time to say these things.
He had already made a fool of himself and couldn't afford any more jokes.
He couldn't say it in front of everyone, but back at home, he definitely wouldn't let her off the hook.
Before, when there had been no issues, he hadn't noticed any problems, but now, facing a situation, he felt that his wife was problematic in many aspects.
Zhou Hong's wife inwardly cursed her luck, feeling the intense anger in Zhou Hong's gaze.
She could ignore what the in-laws thought, but she couldn't disregard her husband's opinions.
As Zhou Hong's wife was trying to figure out what to do, Zhou Dahai saw her, "Our eldest, look at the mess you've made of the house."
"Didn't your mom tell you to find a master to repair it? Have you not found one?" Zhou Dahai was really angry, their Zhou family's dignity was completely trampled today.
